There are two ways a person can become a loyal servant of Jashin, otherwise known as a Jashinist. The first way a Jashininst can come to this world is by being born one. When two Jashinists meet, they are forced to undergo a mating ritual, producing offsping under the god Jashin.

This story takes place within the Naruto universe, centered around the young priestess Chinatsu.

"See you after school, mother!" I yelled leaving towards the academy. It was half way into the year and today we were learning about a transformation jutsu.

My name is Chinatsu, I'm 10 years old, and am attending the academy in the Hidden Waterfall Village. It's almost my birthday, which is really exiting! The only problem is my mother seems sad every time I mention my birthday. She seems depressed, and leaves to her room. I'm not allowed to go in there, she says.

As soon as I got home, I began telling mother about the new jutsu I had learned at the academy and how quickly I had gotten the hang of it. "That's nice…" She said, almost to herself. Her eyes brightened up, "Listen to me Chinatsu." She commanded seriously. "What is it, mother?"

"Your birthday's tomorrow, and you're going to have to stay very strong. Endure the pain, and become a better Jashin Priestess than any before."

With that, she escaped into her room once more.

I was in bed, thinking about what mother had told me. 'Birthday… pain… Jashin… Priestess.' It was all so confusing. After a few minutes of thinking, I had come up with nothing. I decided to go find mother and ask her about what she had said.

"Mother?" I asked, knocking on her door. "Are you in there?" No reply.

I silently opened the door. The room was empty. Rushing in, I checked the bathroom, the closet. Everything was empty, deserted. I fell to my knees, tears starting to fill my eyes.

I have no memory of ever having a father. I often asked mother of this, but she pushed it away. Now without any relatives, a father, or a mother, I was left on my own to live.

My eyes slowly opened, sunlight shining through the blinds covering my windows. "Happy Birthday…" I mumbled to myself. My tear stained cheeks felt numb as I silently began to cry once again.

"There, there." I heard a soft, distant voice comfort me. "I sat straight up. Who's there?" I shouted.

Chink

I looked down to see what had made the metallic noise. Slowly climbing out of bed, I stared at it. It was a metal necklace, circular with an upside down triangle in it. I picked it up and examined it closely before putting it on out of curiosity.

I grabbed my throat as the necklace violently shrank and began choking me. I was loosing air…..couldn't….breath…

Then everything went black.

I woke up for the second time that day. This time, however, when I cracked open my eyes I was strapped down to a cold, blood stained, metal flank. Thrashing about didn't solve the problem; I couldn't break free of the belts that strapped me down.

I heard soft footsteps approach. "There, there," That same voice spoke. "Your safe now." I tried to speak, but my voice only came out a cackle, as if my throat was completely swollen. "My name Is Jashin, Jashin-sama if you would please." He spoke softly, distantly. It was if we were in different worlds, yet we were so close.

The man before me stood intimidating. Scars covered his face, and he was wearing a frilled cloak, deep black. The current world I was in seemed blood stained and vicious.

"I am your new god. You will respect me and my ways. I shall give immortality, and you shall thrive in your world, spreading my religion." He spoke briefly before taking out a long black bar that was sharpened to a point.

"You, daughter of the Priest Noriaki and Priestess Ayame, shall become reborn as Jashin's Priestess Chinatsu!" He yelled before plunging the sharpened weapon straight through my heart.

…Happy Birthday Chinatsu